Episode Quotes
Hippo Customer: Young lady, your sparkle spackle pudding is extraordinary triumph!
(A unicorn flies out of his mouth, followed by a rainbow)
Panini: Yes, I know! I made them myself.
Hippo Customer: Well, my, aren’t you professional…
(Panini interrupts the customer, causing him to look shocked and confused)
Panini: Move along! Thank you for your patronage; always a pleasure.
Panini: Oh, hi Chowder.
Chowder: I’m not your boyfriend! Hey, what’cha doin’ Panini?
Panini: Well, because I’m doing so well in the kitchen, Ms. Endive thought it was time for me to spread my wings.
Chowder: You have wings?
Panini: Oh, you’re so cute, numnums. No, what I mean is, she let me cook a dish all on my own!
Chowder: Can I try one?
(Chowder reaches for some sparkle spackle pudding, but Panini slaps his hand)
Panini: No! But you can buy one; I’m selling them for one dollop each. Of course, for you, there’s a special boyfriend discount.
(Panini makes a kissing face)
Chowder: That’s okay! Here’s one dollop!
Mung Daal: Okay, Shnitzel, all we need to finish our house of cards soufflé is…
(Chowder rides into the room on a giant wa-wa melon, which smashes the soufflé)
Mung Daal: …ah yes, one giant super-destructive wa-wa melon.
Chowder: Guess what, Mung? I think I’m ready to cook something on my own!
Mung Daal: Um, I don’t know, Chowder. You might want to get a few more years under your belt.
(Chowder lifts up his shirt, showing the belt that is holding back his fat)
Chowder: There’s no room!
Chowder: What was the first recipe you ever made?
Mung Daal: Pickle in a cup!
Mung Daal: Oh, golly, why did I even put that poison in the spice cabinet in the first place?
(A giant rat stomps through the kitchen)
Mung Daal: Oh, yeah, that’s why.
Mung Daal: (in disguise) I am a nurple connoisseur, and I can tell just by looking at them that these are the finest quality nurples I will ever taste in my life. Good work, lad.
Chowder: Oh, wow, a real Nurple connoisseur! You have to taste them! You have to rate my nurples!
Burple Nurple: You… Will… Die…
Gorgonzola: What is this, a childish child-sized food stand?
Chowder: Oh, hey Gorgonzola. I’m selling burple nurples that I made myself, like a real chef.
Gorgonzola: What, you think you’re better than me?!
Chowder: Listen, I’ve got a lot of customers waiting.
(The scene zooms back to show no other customers in the area)
Mung Daal: (in disguise) I need that exact nurple! Here, here, I’ll give you ten dollops!
Gorgonzola: A hundred dollops!
Mung Daal: What is it with you kids? I’ll give you twenty!
Gorgonzola: Two-hundred dollops!
Mung Daal: Fifty!
Gorgonzola: Three-hundred dollops!
Mung Daal: Oh, my, darn it! Seventy-five!
Gorgonzola: Three-hundred fifty!
Mung Daal: Eighty!
Gorgonzola: Three-hundred sixty!
Mung Daal: Eighty-five!
Chowder: Eight-hundred thousand!
Mung Daal: Stay out of this!
Mung Daal: (in disguise) Care to give a free sample to a pretty lady?
Chowder: Sure, do you know one?
Mung Daal: Care to give a free sample to an ugly lady?
Chowder: No, ugly ladies have to pay.
(Mung Daal dumps the burple nurples into the toilet)
Toilet: I love burple nurples!
Mung Daal: Ah! Don’t eat those or you will die!
Chowder: Oh, good, a bathroom!
(Chowder enters the public toilet and unzips his pants)
Toilet: I love burple nurples!
Chowder: Ah!
(Chowder runs out of the public toilet, screaming)
Mung Daal: (in disguise) I know what I’m gonna do. The nurples must go into the fire.
(Mung Daal runs up Mt. Doom and Chowder chases after him)
Chowder: No! (panting) Time out! Fat kid running!
Chowder: Hey, where’d that ugly thief lady go?
Mung Daal: Chowder, that ugly lady was me. You see, there is an ugly lady inside us all, and sometimes, that ugly lady makes us do things we’re not proud of. But I’m proud of you, because you proved that everything I believed about you was right.
Chowder: Wow! So, why’d you throw the nurples into the volcano?
Mung Daal: Oh, because of the poison!
Chowder: The what?
Mung Daal: Oh, never mind, let’s just go home.